The International
by Scott FoundasIf there's one thing director Tom Tykwer (Run Lola Run) knows, it's perpetual motion. So round and round goes his generic new movie, The International — from Berlin to Luxembourg to Milan to New York — as Clive Owen and Naomi Watts pursue an elusive hired gun who may be the key to exposing a European bank with a brisk sideline in political assassinations and Third World arms dealing. Despite taking inspiration from the real 1991 scandal surrounding the Pakistani-run Bank of Credit and Commerce International, Eric Warren Singer's script is mostly reductive bunk. Owen and Watts dodge bullets and elude tinted sedans en route to a hilariously over-the-top orgy of destruction inside Manhattan's Guggenheim Museum and an ending that offers faith in the ability of good to trump evil. Don't the filmmakers realize that, in today's economy, convictions like that are no longer worth the celluloid on which they're printed?
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